User blog comment:Brigadier Barty/Redwall Wars: A Deadly Turn/@comment-2246928-20150328064428/@comment-3135907-20150328070803

The fox Zinnd, along with a few others, hauled the otter's corpse over the railing and into the sea with a loud splash. A white foam and rippling water was all that marked the spot where the once-great Torrance Roaringburn had been sent on his final voyage. The fox dusted off his paws. "Come on, mates, let's get a grog."